Author Topic: Once we die...  (Read 7747 times)

I'd want to know about it, and since I don't believe in fate I'd act to prevent it. However, I'd still die since that's what the topic requires, I just wouldn't want it "quick and without knowing" - some deaths like that are just lulzy.

If I were to die a quick and painless death, I would prefer to be in a plane crash.

If it weren't quick, I would prefer to fall from a very tall building, to have some time to think about things.

If I were to die a quick and painless death, I would prefer to be in a plane crash.

If it weren't quick, I would prefer to fall from a very tall building, to have some time to think about things.

Plane crashes dont happen like in the movies with the nose dive into the Earth or explode and everyone burns to death unless its a terrorist attack. A normal plane crash is more like a rough landing, people can get hurt.

a quick bullet to head. they never feel a thing.

I just hope I end up dying painless in my sleep at an old age. At my funeral, I wish to be buried with my laptop filled with information on Earth for aliens. I will also put my Blockland ID on my grave,  :cookieMonster:

Or mabey getting hit dead center with a nuke and vaporize instantly.

What type of death would you want? Where? How would it be acted out? What kind of music do you want playing there? Who would come?

 These questions interest me because this is the way you say goodbye. No one wants to be crammed into a hole three feet deep with hundreds of other bodies.. Er, Black Death....

Anyways, the way I want to go is like this:

 When I die I would want to be sent out into space. My body preserved for ever like I died yesterday, the cold and the lack of air will do the trick. I always wanted to see the cosmos, but no one will get to  during these times, or their lives. Maybe some aliens will find my million year old body and place it in a museum somehow without Oxygen or any other gas touching my body and turning it into powder.

Post yours :D

That's actually really beautiful.

 Its my final dream, I dont want to become worm food and be forgoten in the eternal fog. The Universe is my home, and I wish to dwell in it for billions of years.

Though this has become somewhat of a cliche "funny afterdeath", I did actually come up with this on my own one day.

I want to be taxidermied. Fighting a bear. Naked. With the words: "You've just lost the game" scribed on a gold plaque below the figure. Then, they can put me in a museum with the rest of my fame on exhibit. If I'm not famous for anything, then It'll sit in my grandchildren house. Scaring away unwanted neighbors.

I'd like to die saving the president from a bullet while shooting the terrorits (Osama Bin Laden)

Then, more people at my funeral then at MJ's funeral :D

 :cookieMonster:


What type of death would you want? Where? How would it be acted out? What kind of music do you want playing there? Who would come?

 These questions interest me because this is the way you say goodbye. No one wants to be crammed into a hole three feet deep with hundreds of other bodies.. Er, Black Death....

Anyways, the way I want to go is like this:

 When I die I would want to be sent out into space. My body preserved for ever like I died yesterday, the cold and the lack of air will do the trick. I always wanted to see the cosmos, but no one will get to  during these times, or their lives. Maybe some aliens will find my million year old body and place it in a museum somehow without Oxygen or any other gas touching my body and turning it into powder.

Post yours :D

Finally! Somewhere to post my Last Will & Testament! I'm not too sure on the details, but I'm thinking it will be some 20 year quest in which I will be "Put to rest" in almost every way possible (ie My finger chopped off and cremated, my head frozen, my arm buried, my leg thrown into the ocean, etc, etc).

laughing at all these posts,and looked at a pen,i think you guessed it


GET A PEN STUCK IN MY EYE

Ran over by a steam press. Or: Put all the information I know onto a computer, have it flung into space, hopefully, man may find it, and read about what life used to be like.

I want to get shot in the face.

Last words - "Your mother screamed like a big."